Poor little Junie B’s been trying to keep a stiff upper lip with our daily below zero temps.
But after two weeks of the stuff, she finally put her paw down this morning.
She barked something about not coming out of the covers until we’re waving the red, white, and blue next July.
“But Junie B., I just heard the weather folks say we could actually see temps in the 20s tomorrow.”
“And that’s ABOVE zero!”
Skeptical as always, my girl let out a tiny growl as she settled back in for another long winter’s nap.
I wasn’t surprised in the least.
After all, Junie B.’s quite the little firecracker.